In more ways than one, that is....Middle son was ramming around this morning...with his blanket over his head...and then proceeded to run directly into a corner of the wall. Got a HUGE bump/split in the middle of his forehead and refused to let us put ice on it. Remember, he's Terrible Two.
Hubby's response was, "It's a good thing he had the blanket over his head, it padded him a little. Otherwise he would have probably needed stitches." My thought was "Well, if he DIDN'T have the blanket over his head, he probably WOULDN'T have run into the wall in the FIRST place..."